Watching Giant Chess & Thinking of Dad – Mad Chaos: April 16, 1997

Morning awakes me, who’ll come to take me, I don’t have a clue. 

Konquer Insurance Work Day

It was another one of those mornings where I slept in and got to work late. Frank didn’t care that much. 

Today, as I thought, I’d go somewhere.  As I predicted it would not be far of a walk. 

Work Trip To Burwood

Catching a train to Burwood, I saw Theodore Starr, an accounting partner with Frank at Konquer Insurance.

Then I walked towards Burwood Park.  I saw people having a game of chess in the park.  The chess board and pieces were life-sized, so I stopped. 

In Burwood there are a lot of Yugoslavians, like my parents.  They are good, long thinkers, as I’m about to tell. 

The Giant Chess Board

There was a Macedonian playing Chess today against some German idiot who thought that he was cool.  The German was impatient but my man chose good moves and put him in checkmate.  I laughed and thought how my dad –a former New South Wales chess champion – would benefit from driving to Burwood to watch some chess games there, or even take part in them.

Speaker Designs

While at work I finished work on the speaker designs.  I’ve worked out that my 12” and 10” Bass are to be parallel connected, as are my 4” and 5” midrange, giving out 4 Ohms each connection. 

With the Tweeter normally connected yielding 8 Ohms by itself total power consumption in Ohms is 16 Ohms per channel on the Amp, which is what it takes.  This way I get more power to my whole setup.  With two 65-watt three-way crossovers in each box, I’m going to bridge them together so power consumption is added together, giving more fullness. 

Then I’m going to coat the inside of my speaker with foaming and baffling.  The back wall will have 3 inches of baffling too. 

The last thing I will do is put in proper-sized bass reflex vents so the bass is right on.  Reading all these different books on sound systems, I’ve learnt a lot of things.  But there is still much more to learn. 

Wasting Hours Wasting Days

My day was a waste of time.  I didn’t get where I wanted to go quickly or efficiently.  Wages I get from my job are starting to depress me and I don’t like that. 

I’ve decided to only stay at Konquer Insurance for the last twelve weeks of this twelve-week plan I have, to keep a good credit rating. 

With a good credit rating I can get my loan, then quit work and look for another position.

Penning A Poem

Towards the end of the day I read back on a poem I had sent to Jewell, where each sentence has one letter that spells out, “When Can I Touch Your Lips Once Again?”  I wrote a new poem at work today. 

Repressed, Suppressed, Depressed…

Sometimes I don’t know how I feel.

How does one feel when nothing seems right and everything is always wrong?

How would one feel if everything is always wrong, nothing seems right anymore.

Who tells of Prophecies that will lead to a manageable life?

Not I, for I tell not of that but live life beknownst of what might happen in future.

I do not read lives, but I partake in mine.

I do not wander into the future, I step day by day.

Does no one acknowledge what is happening to oneself?

Who am I…

Can anyone tell me?

Train Ride With Claude

Coming home today, I saw Claude on the train.  We talked all the way home.  It seems that Miroslav and Claude know about how we stole a Pulsar on Saturday, so everyone will soon know. 

When I came back to Campbelltown train station, I stopped in at Pizza Hut.  I stayed with Simon for over an hour before I got dropped home. 

Planning Speaker Design

When I got home I worked on a theory for my crossover network. 

Jett came over for a short while. 

Keith is meant to come to my house any minute now but I will soon be asleep, so who cares. 

This week is going slow.  I keep thinking that today is the next day.  I thought today was Thursday.  I still do.